聚了散了，变了远了，空了无了。。。

  

  

凡人一生的沧桑磨难，在漂泊浮沉里扑腾，
再多的拥有幸运，再多的遭遇不幸，
都是曾经的往事，都是过去的印记，
这一切，就像天空上轻逸的云烟般，
飘来过，密集过，乌黑过，亮堂过；
聚了散了，变了远了，空了无了。。。

The vicissitudes of struggled in the Mortal life,
The more lucky you had own ,
the more unfortunate you had met ,
There were old stories, had been printed once past ,
All these are  just like the light cloud and mist flowing on sky,
as if  blow by the wind ,came dense, dark cloud, bright cloud;
gather and spread, changed and flow far away, empty and non...